"Ditto" lyrics
Jay & Jane Lyrics
(feat. Jane)
War Machine like Don Cheadle, you're not lethal (Nah)
Soon amountin' residuals with a lot of zeros
Tune's allowed in your living room 'cause it's not your lingo
Hope your ma don't pick apart the single (Ayy)
Shoutout to Miss David, they don't love us
They ragin' while we just slay, slay, slay
Words are hittin' like the AK spray (Ayy)
But they're safe-sike
I pass the mic to the AKA Jane
Blue teams like Cleveland (Yo), groupies all season (Yo)
Oopsies, I'm teasin', beauty is not beastin'
Bubble gum poppin', the juice be Artesian (What?)
Fruity and heavily seasoned
Ayy (Ay), wait (Wait), this is my song (Yeah)
You know she ball like her name LeBron (Swish)
I'm on the phone, leave me alone
I'm in the zone, ayy (Ayy), ayy, get 'em, Jay
Punches like Ali, poison like Ivy, hot as wasabi (Ayy, ayy)
Burn like the skin of a ginger in Abu Dhabi (Damn)
The Mr. Wayne to your Joker the Sherlock to Moriarty (What?)
My God, he got a lot of arch-villains up in this lobby (Woo)
I be piffin' it down to shreds like it's Karate
Prolly, takin' it back all the biggots are baggin' the bodies (Ayy)
Gotti, this shit like Riri and Ronnie
We pistol poppin' as a hobby, damn (Pop, pop, pop)
Okay, look (Check it)
Bitch tryna get on my level
I get DMs daily by your favorite rappers
And I ended up killin' off several
Speak of the devil (Speak of the devil, whu)
My flow is godlike
Your boy hungry for the goodies like a Klondike (Yuh)
But my shoulder so cold, give him frostbite, yeah
Damn, you can't leave 'em alone
That's what they like (Yeah, that's what they like)
Still got tan lines from my trip to Rome
That's what they like (Yeah, that's what they like)
Yeah, that's what they like (That's what they like)
Too bad they got stuck in the middle (Middle)
The curly girly with the kiddo (Kiddo)
Ditto (Ditto), ditto (Whoo, whoo shit)
Freund von den Schafen
Soon amountin' residuals with a lot of zeros
Tune's allowed in your living room 'cause it's not your lingo
Hope your ma don't pick apart the single (Ayy)
Shoutout to Miss David, they don't love us
They ragin' while we just slay, slay, slay
Words are hittin' like the AK spray (Ayy)
But they're safe-sike
I pass the mic to the AKA Jane
Blue teams like Cleveland (Yo), groupies all season (Yo)
Oopsies, I'm teasin', beauty is not beastin'
Bubble gum poppin', the juice be Artesian (What?)
Fruity and heavily seasoned
Ayy (Ay), wait (Wait), this is my song (Yeah)
You know she ball like her name LeBron (Swish)
I'm on the phone, leave me alone
I'm in the zone, ayy (Ayy), ayy, get 'em, Jay
Punches like Ali, poison like Ivy, hot as wasabi (Ayy, ayy)
Burn like the skin of a ginger in Abu Dhabi (Damn)
The Mr. Wayne to your Joker the Sherlock to Moriarty (What?)
My God, he got a lot of arch-villains up in this lobby (Woo)
I be piffin' it down to shreds like it's Karate
Prolly, takin' it back all the biggots are baggin' the bodies (Ayy)
Gotti, this shit like Riri and Ronnie
We pistol poppin' as a hobby, damn (Pop, pop, pop)
Okay, look (Check it)
Bitch tryna get on my level
I get DMs daily by your favorite rappers
And I ended up killin' off several
Speak of the devil (Speak of the devil, whu)
My flow is godlike
Your boy hungry for the goodies like a Klondike (Yuh)
But my shoulder so cold, give him frostbite, yeah
Damn, you can't leave 'em alone
That's what they like (Yeah, that's what they like)
Still got tan lines from my trip to Rome
That's what they like (Yeah, that's what they like)
Yeah, that's what they like (That's what they like)
Too bad they got stuck in the middle (Middle)
The curly girly with the kiddo (Kiddo)
Ditto (Ditto), ditto (Whoo, whoo shit)
Freund von den Schafen
